Life in technicolour: a lesson in nostalgia

Life in technicolour: a lesson in nostalgia

A recent trip to Edinburgh gave me a major case of nostalgia-related blues.

I couldn’t help but look back on my four-and-a-half years in the city with my rose-tinted specs on, and feel like I’d give anything to go back in time.

But as a twenty-something, I really think nostalgia is one of our worst-enemies.

Being an adult can be pants sometimes. There’s bills to pay, big life changes to face, and it’s easy to feel overwhelmed.

That’s something I’ve been experiencing big time lately. I’m starting to feel very aware of my finances, and constantly feel the pressure to climb up the career ladder. As I continue to move from place to place, it’s tricky to make friends, and being away from my family is tough.

But as a student, it feels like the world is still your oyster. Waking up when you like and working for a few hours a day before a Netflix binge is the life, right?

Blogger in Shoreditch with rainbow technicolour photo filter
Trousers: New Look; Top: Zara (I LIVE in this and bought it in several colours!); Bag: Topshop (similar here)

When I look back at my time at Uni, and indeed in Edinburgh, I think of crazy nights out with friends, constant meals out, and days spent stomping up and down Princes Street and the Royal Mile. I think of the good bits.

What I don’t think about is sitting in my room crying for the entirety of my first year, the frequent boredom, or the relationship and friendship drama I experienced. I don’t think of the bad bits.

Everywhere looks better when the sun is shining, and the past looks better with rose-tinted glasses on.

Blogger in Shoreditch with rainbow technicolour filter

Moving into adulthood can be as wonderful as it is terrifying. With age (ha!) I’ve seen more of the world and, more importantly, I’ve let the world see more of me. I’ve become more comfortable in my own skin in both my style and my personality and been blessed with some incredible experiences.

However, nothing has struck me more about adulthood than the fact it’s a chance to see who and what really matters to you. The friends I have now are friends for life (I’ll even be going to their weddings in a few years, eek), and unlike when I was a student I don’t have to study things I’m not interested in or work a job that doesn’t inspire me.

Yes, growing up is hard. But it’s so important not to fixate on the past. Look back fondly, then focus on what’s ahead.

Twenty-somethings: we’ve got this,